"Mommy." Looking for Bo Jiu for something, this is what little devil Bo always likes to do, to let his mommy know that he is still young and weak.
Bo Jiu was watching the flight status. After hearing his son's voice, he walked over and saw the problem at a glance.
She squatted down, looked at Mo Bei again, then grabbed Feng Nai's wrist and moved it aside.
Knowing that he was someone her apprentice liked, Bo Jiu glanced at Feng Nai and said, "Son, put some medicine on this little brother Feng's hands. For an e-sports player, hands are the most important thing. By the way, you have a face." , How can you play the assassin position after ruining your appearance?"
"No." Little Demon Bo lowered his eyes, his side face was very dignified, very much like his father, he could only focus on the people he cared about, and the rest was out of his scope of care.
When Bo Jiu heard this sentence, she turned her eyes sideways: "Has he provoked you?"
You must know that your own son seldom shows dislike to a person.
Little Devil Bo didn't speak.
Bo Jiu was really curious: "How did he offend you?"
Can Little Devil Bo say that he has been ridiculed by the other party for his height? Of course not.
After helping his elder sister bey to fix her arm, she said, "Mum, you came to such a dangerous place alone this time, and you didn't bring my daddy with you. Have you thought about how to deal with it?"
As soon as Bo Jiu stopped moving, her son really knew which pot to open and which pot to lift.
"You don't need to worry about that." Bo Jiu reached out and patted Little Demon Bo's forehead.
Little Demon Bo turned his eyes: "I will help you deal with him."
"That's not necessary..." Bo Jiu also couldn't understand why her son was so hostile to someone. People who didn't know thought they were not biological father and son.
Little Devil Bo is more persistent: "We can only keep me as the only one in our family."
Bo Jiu leaned back, with a slender figure, but very wicked: "Then you guys fight slowly, and call me when you have something to do, don't hold grudges and don't give medicine to that little brother Feng, we are all late, he is the one who brought me Waiting for your bey sister to come back."'
Hearing this, Little Devil Bo stood there for less than a minute, then squatted down again, and applied ointment to Feng Nai's face and hands.
The difference lies in the degree of carefulness of treatment.
As for Feng Nai, it's enough that the little devil can be cured with medicine.
For Mo Bei, Bo Xiaogui ran over and over, using ice cubes to cool down physically, and was very patient.
The second half is guarded by Bo Jiulai.
She sat there, checking Mo Bei's temperature with her hands every half an hour.
Finally, his eyes fell on the right arm, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
"Mommy, are you worried that sister Bey's hand will have any sequelae during the competition?"
Seeing this, Little Devil Bo asked a question.
Bo Jiu didn't speak, but she took Mo Bei away as soon as the plane landed.
The shadows wanted to help their young master keep Miss Mo, but they found it impossible.
That man was so elusive.
She was also called Mommy by the young master of the Qin family.
It seems that he is still Miss Mo's master.
If it wasn't for the other party, even the signal tower couldn't be repaired, then it would be impossible for them to rescue in such a timely manner.
The young master has not recovered yet, so he must be sent to the hospital immediately.
So the shadows could only watch Bo Jiu go.
Tingfeng didn't dare to go up to stop him, he only tried.
He was so shocked by Z's sideways glance that he didn't speak again.
She said: "Go back and tell those people that the bad influence caused by my apprentice has been paid off this time. It is time for you to give justice to her and her family. If you can't give this justice, Then I will give it to others, and give back to others with my own way. The person who pulled her down at the beginning seemed to be doing justice for the sky. Heh, I don’t know if you have heard a sentence, justice and malice are always nothing but nothing. It’s just the front and back of a card. If my apprentice can no longer play the game, I will come back and help some people to verify whether they can maintain their sanity when their relatives also suffer unreasonable disasters, and how many people can do it Like her, she didn't use the hacking skills I taught her to do what she wanted to do. I understand this, and those people understand it too. My apprentice is a moral person in his heart. I am not. I can always become black."
Listen to the wind to know.
Z, as the hacker master, only invades the network of murderers on Fifth Avenue.
When others come to attack, she will come back to defend.
Rumors are also because of her existence.
So far no hacker has dared to invade China.
Of course, some people have said that she is not a good person.
Because a good person will not act in the dark like her, and is good at eating black and white.
Bey really doesn't look like her apprentice.
Two people with very different behavior styles.
But in terms of protection, they are highly consistent.
Only, no one will know.
Ting Feng looked over there, pushing his eyes, Professor Liang who was reborn after the catastrophe.
There are very few people who can remember this incident.
Having lived together for nine months in the garrison, how could Tingfeng not understand it.
That person seemed to take her status as an e-sports player very seriously.
For an e-sports player, Yongsheng cannot get rid of the word "daiba".
What does it mean to bey
Tingfeng never thinks about these issues.
I only hope that in the future, she can live more easily...
Mo Bei's hand was re-fixed by the housekeeper's grandfather himself after fine-tuning.
During this period, Mo Nan has been watching outside.
Nine months, this is how I came back.
The moment Mo Nan saw his sister, his eyes were deep.
I don't know if I have experienced too much.
Mo Nan has already learned not to blame the sky or others.
He just stood outside and watched.
When Mo's parents and mothers call, they will still comfort them: "No, I will come to my friend's house to play for two days. What are you worried about? What can happen to me? It won't happen. How long has it been before? How can I remember it? I."
Some scars can scab over.
Some things seem to be good when you think they are good, but when you look at them, you realize that we think it is good to be careful.
The fuck has changed, less fond of making friends.
When you see someone holding up your phone, you subconsciously hide.
No longer like before, talking and laughing and loving square dancing.
Only places with few people are safe, just live your own life.
His father has also changed, and he no longer hopes that he will become famous so that everyone knows.
I rarely drink anymore, and I don't yell loudly anymore.
Occasionally at night, I would ask him: "Tell me, Bei will come back anytime, and it's good to be a chef. I see a stewed chicken outside the community. The business is very hot. She likes to cook. Wait a minute." When she comes back, we will open a small restaurant and deliver food, you can say it."
"Okay, of course."
This is Mo Nan's answer.
However, as long as I think that those hands are no longer used to use the mouse.
Mo Nan always remembered when he was a child, his sister stood outside the Internet cafe with a steamed bun in her mouth, looking at the big screen: "Brother, I want to play in professional leagues."
(end of this chapter)